Hostels are £20 and full of assholes from all over the world. Or you can try couchsurfing dot com which is what Miss Wang used ten years ago to meet strange men.

I checked out her Instagram and she's still single. Looks a lot older. Still enjoys birds. Posted a picture of herself crying behind a bird. Think that she recently moved back to California. Or maybe she's still in New York. How old must she be? Maybe 33. She must have been working at some point in the past ten years. I used to have her Linkedin. Let me see if I can find it again.

Ah here it is. Have to register to see the whole thing...bullshit. Yeah, this is interesting.

She graduated from university in 2005 so yeah, probably about 33. That was in California. She was an intern at a prestigious investment bank during university. Then she worked in a different investment bank for a year after graduating.

Then there's a three year gap. That's when she was traveling the world and I assume having sex for money because how else was she supporting herself?

The she worked in a retail...something...research company, I guess, as a manager. This was in New York. Did it for four years.

Then...I guess she got tired of retail so moved to wholesale. Works in a video game wholesaler with less than ten employees. This is also in New York. Again as a manager. Been doing that for two years and according to her Linkedin, still ongoing.

Wow. That's sad. Threw her life away. She was working in an investment bank and then quit to ##### around Europe trying to "find herself" or whatever and then moved to New York and is now putting video game crap on Amazon for a living. Her parents must be so disappointed. Tiger moms, et cetera.

But more importantly, she must be disappointed. It's a common story. I see this stuff all the time. People are dissatisfied with their lives or maybe just have the proverbial wanderlust, come to "Great" Britain, hope to see guys in top hats and shit like this, are disappointed with the reality, can't find a job or can only find a shit job, and they go back "home" defeated and disillusioned with nothing to show for their efforts except, as in probably in Miss Wang's case, venereal disease.

For every Legin who makes a theoretical £350/day and works three days a week, five hours a day, there are hundreds of Miss Wangs. And there but for the grace of God go I.

It didn't have to be this way, though. Miss Wang could have been sitting next to me right now in fabulous Glasgow. She could work or she could not work, makes no difference to me. We could bring her birds over. I could be banging that cross-eyed b###h as I type this. But I was too quiet for her.

You know? It puts things into perspective. Do you want to live with a quiet guy who makes a theoretical fortune (and an actual decent living) in the glorious United Kingdom? Impress your friends with your worldly nature? Have an easy, comfortable life? Or do you want to have a miserable, lonely existence in the Bronx, whoring yourself out to a different random dude every week, and selling a lightly-used Mario Paint to nerds on the internet?

Maybe she would have made a different choice if she knew the future. Maybe all these Chinese women who had to go back to China would have made different choices. And it's not just me. Nobody met these women's standards. And now they're used up skanks living back in their ancestral villages or the Bronx. But who knows? Maybe they wouldn't have acted differently. Maybe they're living the life that they would have preferred.